Diablo Destruction

An inky black sword burning with inky flames suddenly appeared from the void, with a crackling sound, like a thrown boomerang, spinning at high speed to cut off the giant snake-like mouth of the gluttonous demon king. .

In the mist, the sound of small footsteps came, light and full, as if it was just a small animal passing by, but every step of it was like stepping on the heart, making it difficult for breathing and being oppressed by an indescribable coercion With.

Immediately, a white and slender arm was stretched out of the mist, and the giant sword that had turned back was firmly held, and another step forward. The footsteps and the master of the giant sword finally came out of the mist.

A dark one-piece sleeved cape hunted and hunted, and only got a cute cool dress in someone's eyes, but at this moment, it exhaled murderously, making the air dry, restless, blood in the body, and even the soul, seemingly all After evaporating, even Bailier, who was watching the sudden arrival of the black cape girl, subconsciously licked the lost lips.

The dark black eyes were burning with blue flames, and the pupils turned into blue, but they were swept away by the eyes with flames, and the soul seemed to meet the nemesis and turned to ashes in the blue.

The ordinary Demon King couldn't even resist her.

Beansha... No, it is Azmodan, a slender girl, catching a black sword that is taller than her. The sleeved cloak on the body is blowing in the wind, slightly lowering his head, black swaying bangs, and eyes. The cyan flames are intertwined, forming a chic, gorgeous...killing momentum!

"Little Ah, it turns out to be you." Belial first opened his mouth, raising his small hand as if nothing had happened, swinging it sharply, and greeted his sister very enthusiastically.

Azmodan, carrying his sword and heading down, passed by Belil, who was beckoning enthusiastically, like a troubled child, and ignored his sister.

Belial had long expected this, smiling at Azmodan as he walked towards the gallon falling in the pool of blood, showing an innocent expression.

"Little Ah, you can't blame me, he is all for his death, I just satisfy his wishes, besides, weak meat is not the best rule of our hell? Not as good as people, defeated by my little pet, it is not The way things are, right, he can't always come to trouble me, I can't fight back right."

Bellier followed behind diligently, like a good sister who tried her best to comfort the aggrieved sister.

Azmodan stepped on the blood lake, and came to the quietly floating in the pool of blood, like a dry and decayed tree branch, with a face twisted and no longer like a gallon.

She carried the black sword on her back, bent down, stretched out her hands, immersed in the pool of blood, picked up the gallon, light, too light, now the gallon, the body was completely broken, and one was emptied The dried wood makes no difference.

Behind him, the innocent voice of Belial came: "He used a ban, and the injuries on his body were all caused by the ban. It has nothing to do with me."

"Of course." Tapping on the side of the forehead, Belial twitched his tongue and sold a cute: "I used to teach the ban, hehe."

Holding an empty gallon, Azmodan's hands shook slightly, his head lowered, and the blue flame burning from his pupils swayed more violently.

"Little Ah, I advise you to give up. This kind of injury, using this kind of ban, has been developed to the extreme by him. The counterattack is even stronger, even if I can't save him."

As if he didn't see the violent reaction of Azmodan, Bellil continued to stimulate his sister with a casual, innocent tone.

"No! Never!"

Azmodan turned his head fiercely, raising his eyes, and the blue flame swayed violently, splashing crystal light, and she shouted at Belial.

"Little Ah..." Belil sighed slightly, looking at his stubborn sister.

"I'm doing it for you too, lurking inside the enemy's game, but don't invest more and more."

"I want you to control, idiot Bellil, burn your dream! Social security can rescue!" venting his inner grievances and anger, Azmodan shouted louder, by the way the last sentence was learned from the brother, what does it mean I don't know, it seems to be cursing people.

"Um...uh..."

Rao is Belial, and he was a little bit stunned when he heard such unpredictable curse words from the mouth of the idiot Demon King.

At this moment, the gluttonous king moved.

As an incarnation of ten sins, it will never allow anyone to **** the food in its mouth. This is not only a character factor, but also involves deep principles. If you let others **** food, then even if you homogenize the ten sins Power, it will eventually be abandoned by the ten sins because of disqualification.

Even its owner, Belial, cannot do this.

However, the petite figure exuded a sense of fear, and every time the thought of attack came, the force of its ten sins could not resist the violent turbulence, as if it was afraid.

Yes, the power of ten sins is afraid of the girl.

Because of this, the Gluttonous Demon King has been slow to start, and now, it sees that the guy who seems to be eating from the tiger's mouth has a dispute with his master.

The time has come.

If you have the conditions, you may be able to see a sharp light shining through the corners of your eyes.

It was as if the wise man was holding Zhizhu and saw the enemy's flaws and shouted "Auntie Big"!

Dare to take away food from me [overeating], and provoke the master, even the **** can't save you, I and the master join forces, strong and invincible!

So, the Grim Reaper finally found courage, emboldened, waved hundreds of giant-mouthed snakes, and bite towards the young girl who was like an ant carrying a tiny girl in its eyes.

Facing the Gluttonous King, Azmodan didn't even turn his head, but his face changed.

From the grievance and anger of treating family members to the cold and murderous treatment of the enemy, the extremely dry air just now freezes instantly.

The burning blue flame of her pupils instantly froze, expressionless, and withdrew an arm from the two hands holding the gallon, pulled out the black sword behind, without looking at the enemy, and cut it sideways.

Where the sword tip crossed, a neatly curved black line appeared, and this black line extended outwards and swept across the body of Guzzler.

Then, all its movements, the hundreds of long snakes that were galloping in the air and slamming towards Azmodan, stopped again, yes, TM stopped again.

If the gluttonous king can speak, it will absolutely hate such a curse, you masters will really play.

Its body, divided by the dark black thread, seems to be a soft cake. When it encounters the cutting of the laser sword, it is instantly cut in half without hindrance.

However, it is immortal. The gallon killed it ten million times, and it is still alive and here, let alone cut in half.

However, it is dead.

The body, which was cut in half, ignited a black flame, and it was too late when the gluttonous demon king noticed it.

A kind of thing called pain, biting it, even if it was crushed by the gallon thousands of times in a closed and twisted space, it still did not emit any painful wailing binge eater. It has been issued for the first time in thousands of years. I once thought it was not my own.

Screams.

It was horrified to find that the power of its ten sins and the power of gluttony, under the burning of the dark flame, were constantly retreating and decomposing, as if it were an ant struggling to escape in the flame.

Its body is collapsing, and it, Gluttonous, is being abandoned by the power of ten sins under the threat of flames.

Pain, fear, mixed together, finally produced another new feeling.

Feeling desperate.

The gluttonous king finally realized why he was afraid of the breath from the tiny ant-like girl in front of him.

She has a strength that is far superior to herself, and more importantly, she has the ability to overcome herself.

That kind of powerful force that can restrain the power of the ten sins, let alone the homogenization that has just been completed, can only use a small part of the power of gluttony, even if it is the first generation of ten sins, I am afraid it cannot be resisted.

It's not very aura, just like a muddy soul left in the brain, finally aura, and suddenly realized why its owner is different from his ten-sin power, obviously so powerful, so intoxicating the power of.

By the way, master, master, it must have a way to save itself.

From one half of the body of the Buzzard that burned with the dark flames, a mass of only one-tenth of the size was separated, and tremblingly squirmed towards Belial without walking a few steps, this body was also dark The flames swallowed it, and then separated another half-size mud from the inside, and continued to wriggle towards Belil.

If it has been separated, in the end, the gluttonous king finally arrived in front of its master, Bellir, at this time, it was only one fist size, wriggling under Bellel’s feet, and wailing and screaming, the dark flame was like a tarsal Necrosis, no matter how many times it is separated, is firmly attached to it.

Only the fist-sized gluttonous king, the last desperate painful scream like a buzzing flies, stretched out from it a giant snake with a large toothpick, and reached out to Bellaire, howling, and calling for help.

Immediately, the sound stopped, and the gluttonous king who had been dominating the country for thousands of years was burning and dissolving at the feet of its owner, and finally became silent, becoming a hot-like object.

The glutton who is most likely to become the ninth demon king, in this way, almost the end of the farce, and thus fell.

As if just dusting the dust off his shoulders, Azmodan closed his sword, put his hands back on the gallon, bit his lip lightly, and stared stubbornly at Belial.

Seems to be asking, are you going to stop me too?

"Oops." From beginning to end, Bellil never looked down at his feet, even if his pokemon issued the last of the most terrible desperate wails, reaching out to her for help.

Her expression was a little melancholy. In the same day, she lost the toy that had been stocking for thousands of years, and the pet that had cultivated for thousands of years. The two sorrows together, even Bellil, showed tears. The appearance of a drop, a pair of butterfly wings flopping down weakly, like frosting eggplant.

But soon, she cheered up, again showing a naive smile, and touched Azmodan's head.

"No way, who will make you my Belle's sister, go."

"Huh." Azmodan, who bit his lip, finally let go of his mouth and nodded, fearing that Belial would regret it, and left quickly with a gallon.

"Little Ah, it's best to give it to the kitten." Beiler reminded behind Azmodan who had left in a hurry, Azmodan paused, nodded insignificantly, and left quickly.

At the edge of the mist, the twin tails twirled around anxiously, and from time to time he was annoyed with a cane in his hand, striking his own cat head.

Why am I so stupid that I can't control my legs and have to keep up with me? Why am I so guilty, obviously Gallon said not to keep up, or had to run to death.

Ride those adults and haven't found yourself yet, hurry up, maybe it's too late now!

It thought so, but the cat legs were still spinning in place.

At this moment, a dark shadow passed by, his tails startled, and when he saw the person coming, it fell to his knees and his crotch pants were almost wet.

I can’t forget the dark history of the year, just because I suddenly saw the image of the adult in front of me, which caused it to display the trick that made it wisely sweep the ground and regret the life-long scattered flowers.

Zero...Ah, it's the original Sin Devil, Lord Azmodan! ! !

Azmodan, who looked cold and gloomy, gazed at the twin tails in front of him, examined it, and finally put Gallon silently under his feet, gritted his teeth, and turned to leave.

Meow meow meow?

The two-tailed black question mark, gazing at the gallon who was terribly wounded, instantly frightened, looked away, looked like a thief, quickly picked up the gallon, lifted the cat legs, ran all the way, wishing to return to ancestors, a pair The arm is also used to escape.

In the mist, Bellil's eyes fell to the distance, as if to see this scene in his eyes.

There was a pure smile in the corner of her mouth, and she turned back suddenly, looking at the tall figure that appeared in the mist.

"Azmodan's that fool?" Andalil, who had just appeared, frowned and looked around.

"Ah, she's been here, but she's gone."

"It's running very fast, don't let me catch it, or you have to teach her a hard meal to see what good things she has done recently." Sister Ann hugged her hands with her eyes and looked at her, and the queen's domineering progress was no doubt.

"Little An'er, tell you the bad news." Belial said this, but fluttered the butterfly wings with a smile.

"In the plan, the fifth small partner in the future no longer exists."

Her gaze finally fell to the bottom of her feet and resembled hot flying... No, now it is a cold flying object.

"Azmodan did a good thing?" Andallier knew who's handwork when he looked at it.

"Yes, yes, next time I see Xiao Ah, you have to count this account and scold her hard." Bailier looks like the leader of the small report, and the chick nods at the rice. , Fluttering butterfly wings, naturally sitting on the shoulders of the tall and mighty sister An.

"Huh, the guy of Azmodan, finally did a good thing."

"Yes, you have to reprimand Xiao Ah... wait, Xiao An'er, what are you talking about?"

"This kind of ignorant and disgusting guy, I never admit that it is our partner, not now, not even in the future." Andalier looked disdainful and kicked the tuo coldly.

"Instead of losing the faces of our Four Demon Kings in the future, it is better to solve it now, Sister Beller, four of us are enough. With the strength of our four, even the three guys and the group of birds The leader of the world cannot help us, and there is no need to add new partners. In this world, there are only four demon kings, not five demon kings!"

Seeing Andalil, who was usually indifferent, suddenly talked a lot, and Bellil showed his interest.

"However, I remember you said it not long ago, and praised my little pet, saying that it is a good hitter."

"Have you said it? No, I can't remember it." Andariel turned his head and refused to admit it.

"Also, the league's first strongman was rescued by Xiao A."

"What is the strongest player in the league, I can squeeze to death with one hand, let alone one, even if ten are not afraid."

"I don't think Xiao An'er can squeeze with one hand... well, forget it."

Belil seemed to finally come out of the sadness of losing his toys and pets, showing a teasing smile.

"Xiao An'er, you always like to scold Xiao A. Sure enough, she is actually very gentle with Xiao A. Woo~ Even I want to be your sister. Can I call you Sister An one day?"

"Sister Belil, stop it." Andalil looked cold and lifted Belil from his shoulders like a kitten, flung away, and was ready to go.

"I'm wrong, Xiao An'er, I won't fool you, let's talk about serious things."

Seeing Belial's sincere expression, Andalil finally stopped, but still did not turn around and turned back, an indifferent gesture to leave at any time.

"It's rare to prepare two good shows, Xiao An'er, you haven't told me the ending of another good show, or did you run over without watching?" Blair smiled with a wink.

"It's over~www.ltnovel.com~ Andalil said lightly, disappointment was hidden in the tone, as if the toy of interest was taken away.

"Look at Xiao An'er's expression... Hey, no, don't my little cuties win? Can't even handle this level of problems?"

"No, the little bugs won."

Hearing Belial actually calling those resentful souls that have gathered thousands of years of resentment and curses as little cute, Rao takes the bones as the throne, and Andalil, who is already very interested in interest, can't help but jump and frown The feeling of the other party.

"I'll say it, otherwise the next big gift is ready, isn't it useless?" Belial patted his chest, relieved.

"However, it's over." Leaving this sentence without looking back, and regardless of whether Belial could understand it, Andariel took a big step and disappeared into the mist...

"Won, is it over? It turns out that this way... things might get more interesting." Looking at Andalil's disappearance, Bellil muttered to himself, his eyes smiling, as if at all. Not surprised, including such an accident, everything is as expected...